Oli just walked out of the bathroom declaring:
“my hands smell like a tortilla”
Oli just walked out of the bathroom declaring:
“my hands smell like a tortilla”
Jonah: “Mom, remember when I went to that jungle with the bunny and the rocks and the lion?”
(I look on quizzically)
Jonah: “The lion at me!”
Me: “What did the bunny do?”
Jonah: “He drank all my tea.”
Me: “Really?!”
Jonah: “Yes! And my coffee!”

We wake up the day before the day before Christmas. So, that makes it December 23. Oli is staring out the window dreaming of a white Christmas. He turns around and sternly says, “It’s not even snowing”. I say, “well buddy, it’s kind of snowing.” He then looks again out the window… “no, that’s just frosting.”
The kids were playing in the entry way (you know it has that sliding pocket door), they kept shutting the door and opening it creating quite the racket so I went over there with Grandma to tell them to be gentle with it so they didn’t pinch their fingers.
Me: “If you guys are going to play out here, you need to stop slamming this door. It will pinch your fingers and hurt real bad.”
Jonah: “You guys (speaking to me and Gma), GET OUT OF HERE! You are alligators!”
Adults: Silence with only a perplexed, questioning look on our faces.
Jonah: again, “You are alligators so get out of here!”
Oliver intervenes slamming his hands on his head in frustration: “No, no, Jonah… We are going up!”
Adults: Continued confusion written on our faces.
Oliver: “THIS, is the elevator! We are going up! Now, close the door!!!”
Hysterical laughter ensues.
Angie- “ok, no more dictating.”
Jonah- “you are a dictating.”
Tonight we put the boys to bed a little early since they didn’t nap. Jonah wakes up at 9:45… dad, dad I have to go potty… Ok buddy, let’s go. We walk into the bathroom, he goes potty. Then I’m going to tuck him back in his bed and he shut the door right in my face.
Then about 15 minutes later I go downstairs to take Oli potty. I rub his back to wake him up. He groans… I rub his back again, he groans and rolls around. Out of nowhere, Jonah! Jonah… watch this… SNORT!!!!
I laughed uncontrollably for about 5 minutes. Then I took him potty… He had no idea what was going on or where he was at. It was maybe the most comical thing I have ever experienced.
Tonight we were praying before supper. Oli and Jonah busted out there usual, “God is good, I just love him, thank you for this food, thank you for chocolate milk, thank you for water… Amen” The Jonah looks over at Oli and says, “what did you say?” Oli then said, “Amen”… Jonah then follows up with, “And he’s a man…”